Natural and man-made disasters 13
Lord,
I was born in the light and am now in the darkness.
I betrayed, faith.
I am depraved in the light and lost in the darkness.
In the long years, I learned to be lonely and indifferent.
Lord,
Are you willing to redeem?
You know, I prayed in the dark.
Are you willing to redeem?
You know, I sing the song of light in the night.
Are you willing to redeem?
You know, I've been waiting for your salvation.
If I look back, I can still feel the early morning sun.
If I truly repent, I can still feel it, surrounded by love and care.
The old man didn't know very well about Mother Earth, he had lived most of his life and only knew the stories hidden in time in an autobiography of his ancestors.
And he is good at adapting them into better fairy tales.
"You are so obsessed, forget it, you give this key to the child surnamed Mo. "An old key, long, covered with red rust due to age.
Of course, the father and son of the Jian family knew who the Mo family he was talking about.
Jian Chu caught it with one hand, and he looked at it as just an ordinary key that couldn't be more ordinary.
"Okay, old man, I'll pass it on. ”
"For the sake of your feelings, I will give you a word, if you want to live like a normal person, you must give up those things that should not be you. ”
Jian Chu felt more and more that this old man had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.
By the time Jian Chu came to his senses, the old man had already disappeared.
"Dad, what do you say is light?"
"Oh, when you are in absolute darkness, you will naturally see a light that may not be inconspicuous, but it can definitely guide the wise forward. ”
"Dad, I may have seen that light. ”
At this time, in the town, as if everything was recovering, everyone was cheering for the rebirth after the catastrophe.
Although, there is a lot of grief, sorrow, and endless sorrow.
However, those who survive have experienced the most severe test of heaven, and it is the most precious experience for them in the future.
and carrying the dreams of those who have passed away......
Going around and around, Mo Mi ran out carelessly on Hua Ze.
Well, where is she running, the whole person is holding a cane, limping around the street.
Hua Ze looked at Mo Mizuo not far away, and he didn't come out to help.
For him, as long as this person does not die in his hands, it has nothing to do with him.
Mo Mi couldn't believe that Hanazawa guy.
Those eyes looked at her as if they were going to tear her apart, but looking at that harmless face, I felt that I was thinking too much.
"Hey, what's going on?" she couldn't control her hands anymore, and she fell to the ground all at once, and it was really over.
The men, women and children on the street looked at Mo Xiaomi, wanting to lend a helping hand, but they were afraid that they would touch porcelain.
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do......
Hua Ze, who was standing in the distance, pursed his lips, but he still couldn't resist his careful thoughts, forget it, just go and help her.
Just wanted to go to the hero to save the ugly, but the person had already been helped up......
Coincidentally, it was Jian Chu who found that group of people gathered around there and didn't know what they were doing, so he curiously pulled Jian Song to see the excitement, and saw that Aunt Mo actually fell and ate.
Out of politeness, of course, Jian Song extended a helping hand.
In the distance, there is an urge to chop hands...... Fuck, I'm just a slut.
Kicked the small stall next to him, and the huge cage drawer smashed down, and the hot buns made his face red.